Description: 3'3" and muscular, this western man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and green handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Hupe has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears long strands of amber and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His dark red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Cartwright. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gifted student he started as a Fisher, but he got bored and became a Cartwright. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cartwright for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dalgal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Dalgal was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 700 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Pushkrimp took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.